WOW! What a workout. I loved it, because I LOVE to dance... and this way I can dance in my living room and my kids want to do it WITH me! Even the baby was shaking her shoulders! What was I doing??? Latin Fusion Workout... HOLY SMOKES, that smoked me! 40 minutes of straight dancing, my hips may need replacing much sooner in life... but it's all good because it was FUN! And I could get as jiggy as I wanted... and no one but family could see the jiggle in my jiggy! wOOtwOOt! Aye!!! Now I feel like I need a trip to Mexico! I highly HIGHLY encourage anyone who loves to dance, to try Latin Fusion, Zumba, whatever... just do it! Had no idea what I was missing out on!
I literally sat down to type this as soon as I finished, because I was so excited. I'm sweating like a little piggy. I think I may put the baby into the stroller and head out for a walk for 20 more minutes of cardio. The family is at Shoney's breakfast buffet now... and I chose not to join them. Just not ready for that yet. I had a delicious breakfast here and I have two parties to contend with this weekend, so I don't want to push myself too much!
Tonight I have a mardi gras party to go to. There will be King Cake from NOLA -- I actually think I can pass it up. I've had king cake before, even one from NOLA, so I think it is something I can say no to. In fact, I'm not worried about tonight's party at all. I'm much more concerned about my Tastefully Simple party tomorrow. My sister and I have to make all of the food tonight. I'm trying to make better choices, ie: fixing the dips with yogurt (greek style, plain) and serving veggies as dippers. The beer bread is difficult for me as are the cheese dips. I just need to keep BUSY so I won't feel the need to be snacking. And I will eat my regular meals, so I won't feel hungry. I will also have a hospital cup of water near me the entire time. I'm sure I can do this... I just have to plan well and remind myself that cheating only cheats me! No one else gets those calories! And I must make sure to workout at some point tomorrow.
Carry on with your beautiful Saturday, and I will post my food journal for the day, tonight after the party! Happy Weekend!!! DO something FUN!
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
Friday
Not much to report today. Had my first trip to Whole Foods. What a great store! I'd say best fish counter in Richmond. About to do a work out... Probably 30 minutes tonight.
Here is my food journal for today:
Breakfast-
Poached egg
Spinach
Cheese
English muffin (high fiber)
Snack-
Yogurt raisins
Lunch-
Crunchy spicy shrimp roll with brown rice
Blueberries
Snack-
Triscuits and veggie yogurt cheese
Dinner-
Whole wheat spaghetti
Wilted spinach,mushrooms and garlic
Feta cheese
Salad with Parmesan and Caesar vinaigrette
Over eight glasses of water for the day.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Food Journal Entry
Had a success today, actually went to Wils' Art Show, and passed up the refreshments except for a glass of water!
Pre-workout
Banana
Breakfast
Multigrain, high fiber English muffin
Morning Star Farms Sausage Patty
1/2 slice of cheese
Snack
Yogurt raisins
Lunch
2 cups salad
Feta cheese
Caesar vinaigrette
Snack
Triscuits and veggie yogurt cheese
Dinner
Tilapia
Plain baked sweet potato
March 3 -- Day 3
Here we are at day 3. I was up and out of the house on time. Arrived a few moments early for class. Today we went over goals.
My Three Goals:
To lose SOME weight. I don't care how much, I just want to see the scale going down!
To gain energy!
To gain confidence!
Why this is important: I have four children who need me to be there for them and I need to be a role model for them.
Obstacles:
Negative attitude (myself and others)
Lack of organization
Actions to accomplish goals:
Attend my class
Engage in POSITIVE talking/thinking
Work on organization a little each day in all different areas of my life
Yup, today, I cried. Embarrassing -- but thinking about why it is important, really got to me. I want to be a positive healthy role model for my children, and I am anything but that at this point. That is so unfair to these precious little ones! I also want to BE HERE for my babies. With Serena Williams suffering a pulmonary embolism yesterday and she is in the best shape of her life... it made me realize, I'm a ticking time bomb, by NOT being in good shape. These things can happen to anyone at anytime, but because she is in such great physical condition, she is more able to have a full recovery. Would my body be able to fight back so well? I doubt it.
The workout today was only 1/2 an hour and it went by REALLY fast... but it was a painful reminder of just how far I need to go... I couldn't even do one jumping jack! First of all, my sports bra is NOT the right one... one jump and I thought the girls were gonna give me black eyes! Secondly, after squats on Tuesday, my thighs fought against me with every ounce of their being. Thirdly, WHERE did my coordination go? So, that was pretty much a FRIGHTENING and VERY SICKENINGLY embarrassing part of the workout. Then we did something else, I can't even remember (Mental Black Out maybe???) -- then sprints and more jumping (jumping squats even) and after that, we had to do SPIDERMAN PUSH UPS... WHAT THE FRENCH TOAST?!? Literally, we had to go from one end of the room to the other doing pushups/crawls the likes of spiderman scaling a building. Let's just say, I felt sorry for anyone who had to see the back of me during this exercise. This is one of THE hardest things I've ever done in my life. I felt so badly for the rest of the girls, because I was DEFINITELY holding everyone back, because I am THAT slow! It wasn't pretty, but I made it with the help and encouragement of all the girls! <3 Couldn't do it with out them! After that we did an interval segment ... MORE LEG and core work. My legs are truly angry with me -- to that I say, SUCK IT UP and get stronger so it won't hurt so bad! After a wonderful cool down and stretch, I didn't think I could get up off that floor, but I did. And I got to my car, and I drove home.
Driving home I got emotional all over again. This is VERY VERY VERY hard for me. This is PAINFULLY embarrassing for me. It is amazing the lies I have told myself over the years, about how I didn't really look "that" bad, I wasn't "that" out of shape. WOW, I really deceived myself. I bought into those lies.
You know, I'm gonna throw it out there, balls to the wall -- I'm doing this, so I'm gonna be completely honest. 288 lbs -- THAT is my starting point. (Tears are falling, admitting this to all of you.) HOLY CRAP, WHO allows themselves to get to that point??? Is food REALLY worth that number??? Believe it or not, that is NOT my biggest point -- but it was my starting point for this journey. It makes me sick to even look at that number and what I have let myself become. Horrible. God gave me this body, amazingly made, amazingly knit together, and I've ruined it! It was a gift HE gave me, and I have not cared for it or treated it with the respect it deserves. I feel like saying, "Hey, Holy Spirit, are you able to breathe in there??? HELP ME FIX THIS!!!" I want to be able to quote the Virginia Slims ad from when I was younger, "You've come a long way, Baby!" when I finish my first 8 weeks. A side goal I have in all of this, is that in 8 weeks, I can take the pants I wore the first week, and instead of wearing them in the picture, HOLD THEM UP BESIDE ME and say... LOOK WHERE I CAME FROM and LOOK WHERE I AM NOW!
I have a long way to go, but I have a wonderful group of ladies who are pushing me and encouraging me a long the way. I am blessed.
Now, I need to make breakfast. I thought I was going to throw up when I got home, but now that the insides are settled, I'm ready to eat.
My Three Goals:
To lose SOME weight. I don't care how much, I just want to see the scale going down!
To gain energy!
To gain confidence!
Why this is important: I have four children who need me to be there for them and I need to be a role model for them.
Obstacles:
Negative attitude (myself and others)
Lack of organization
Actions to accomplish goals:
Attend my class
Engage in POSITIVE talking/thinking
Work on organization a little each day in all different areas of my life
Yup, today, I cried. Embarrassing -- but thinking about why it is important, really got to me. I want to be a positive healthy role model for my children, and I am anything but that at this point. That is so unfair to these precious little ones! I also want to BE HERE for my babies. With Serena Williams suffering a pulmonary embolism yesterday and she is in the best shape of her life... it made me realize, I'm a ticking time bomb, by NOT being in good shape. These things can happen to anyone at anytime, but because she is in such great physical condition, she is more able to have a full recovery. Would my body be able to fight back so well? I doubt it.
The workout today was only 1/2 an hour and it went by REALLY fast... but it was a painful reminder of just how far I need to go... I couldn't even do one jumping jack! First of all, my sports bra is NOT the right one... one jump and I thought the girls were gonna give me black eyes! Secondly, after squats on Tuesday, my thighs fought against me with every ounce of their being. Thirdly, WHERE did my coordination go? So, that was pretty much a FRIGHTENING and VERY SICKENINGLY embarrassing part of the workout. Then we did something else, I can't even remember (Mental Black Out maybe???) -- then sprints and more jumping (jumping squats even) and after that, we had to do SPIDERMAN PUSH UPS... WHAT THE FRENCH TOAST?!? Literally, we had to go from one end of the room to the other doing pushups/crawls the likes of spiderman scaling a building. Let's just say, I felt sorry for anyone who had to see the back of me during this exercise. This is one of THE hardest things I've ever done in my life. I felt so badly for the rest of the girls, because I was DEFINITELY holding everyone back, because I am THAT slow! It wasn't pretty, but I made it with the help and encouragement of all the girls! <3 Couldn't do it with out them! After that we did an interval segment ... MORE LEG and core work. My legs are truly angry with me -- to that I say, SUCK IT UP and get stronger so it won't hurt so bad! After a wonderful cool down and stretch, I didn't think I could get up off that floor, but I did. And I got to my car, and I drove home.
Driving home I got emotional all over again. This is VERY VERY VERY hard for me. This is PAINFULLY embarrassing for me. It is amazing the lies I have told myself over the years, about how I didn't really look "that" bad, I wasn't "that" out of shape. WOW, I really deceived myself. I bought into those lies.
You know, I'm gonna throw it out there, balls to the wall -- I'm doing this, so I'm gonna be completely honest. 288 lbs -- THAT is my starting point. (Tears are falling, admitting this to all of you.) HOLY CRAP, WHO allows themselves to get to that point??? Is food REALLY worth that number??? Believe it or not, that is NOT my biggest point -- but it was my starting point for this journey. It makes me sick to even look at that number and what I have let myself become. Horrible. God gave me this body, amazingly made, amazingly knit together, and I've ruined it! It was a gift HE gave me, and I have not cared for it or treated it with the respect it deserves. I feel like saying, "Hey, Holy Spirit, are you able to breathe in there??? HELP ME FIX THIS!!!" I want to be able to quote the Virginia Slims ad from when I was younger, "You've come a long way, Baby!" when I finish my first 8 weeks. A side goal I have in all of this, is that in 8 weeks, I can take the pants I wore the first week, and instead of wearing them in the picture, HOLD THEM UP BESIDE ME and say... LOOK WHERE I CAME FROM and LOOK WHERE I AM NOW!
I have a long way to go, but I have a wonderful group of ladies who are pushing me and encouraging me a long the way. I am blessed.
Now, I need to make breakfast. I thought I was going to throw up when I got home, but now that the insides are settled, I'm ready to eat.
March 2 -- Food Entry
I was so sore on Day 2 that I really just did not even exercise, I could scarcely walk up and down the stairs holding Caitylady! BUT, I did make sure to eat well all day. I got in all 8 glasses of water!
Breakfast:
High Fiber Multigrain Eng. Muffin
Poached Egg
Spinach
1/2 a slice of cheese
Snack:
Honey roasted Sunflower seeds
Banana
Lunch:
Chick fil A Chargrilled Chicken Sandwich (with lettuce and tomato)
Side Salad with 1/2 the pack of croutons and 1/2 pouch of FF Honey Mustard dressing
No afternoon snack (too full)
Dinner:
Mushrooms, asparagus, spinach, chicken and cheese quesadilla (F I L L I N G, nearly 2 cups of veggies in the quesadilla)
After dinner snack:
Emerald Nuts cocoa roasted almonds
All in all, this is a menu I could eat every single day, it was DELICIOUS and filling, I was not hungry at ALL throughout the day (which is the point, keep blood sugar at a constant level so there are no crashes and the metabolism continues to burn)
Breakfast:
High Fiber Multigrain Eng. Muffin
Poached Egg
Spinach
1/2 a slice of cheese
Snack:
Honey roasted Sunflower seeds
Banana
Lunch:
Chick fil A Chargrilled Chicken Sandwich (with lettuce and tomato)
Side Salad with 1/2 the pack of croutons and 1/2 pouch of FF Honey Mustard dressing
No afternoon snack (too full)
Dinner:
Mushrooms, asparagus, spinach, chicken and cheese quesadilla (F I L L I N G, nearly 2 cups of veggies in the quesadilla)
After dinner snack:
Emerald Nuts cocoa roasted almonds
All in all, this is a menu I could eat every single day, it was DELICIOUS and filling, I was not hungry at ALL throughout the day (which is the point, keep blood sugar at a constant level so there are no crashes and the metabolism continues to burn)
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Quickly, before I fall asleep
Had a WONDERFUL nutrition day!
Spinach and mushroom omelet
Banana
mini luna bar (80 cal)
cocoa roasted almonds (100 cal pack)
yogurt raisins (the really small box for kids)
Whole Wheat Flatbread
1 tsp hummus
1/2 cup raw spinach
2 slices of turkey
1 slice of swiss
salad with feta and caesar dressing
salmon and asparagus
All of my water!
I'd say, that's a great day!
Spinach and mushroom omelet
Banana
mini luna bar (80 cal)
cocoa roasted almonds (100 cal pack)
yogurt raisins (the really small box for kids)
Whole Wheat Flatbread
1 tsp hummus
1/2 cup raw spinach
2 slices of turkey
1 slice of swiss
salad with feta and caesar dressing
salmon and asparagus
All of my water!
I'd say, that's a great day!
Day 1 -- I SURVIVED
WOW, that was a painful dose of reality. I am completely out of shape. I was basically a lump compared to everyone else in the class. Many of my classmates have attended previously. They were very supportive and encouraging.
OK so, do I post the weight or not? I don't know.
Inches: I've already forgotten... good thing they are written down! (but the paper stays at the treehouse)
SO, fitness assessment was pitiful! I want to cry just thinking about how horribly I did. I know part of it is due to my lowered ability to breathe (bronchitis is lingering), but most of it is due to my lack of training in the past 5 years. ZERO sit ups. ZERO push ups (we weren't allowed to do girlie style). 27 squats (my favorite, but killed my legs for the run). 27 bicep curls. Held my plank for 16 seconds (probably could have gone longer, but breathing was an issue). Held my side bridge for 10 seconds -- stupid me, I did it on my LEFT, should have gone on my right as it is my stronger side!
THEN came the run. 1/2 a mile -- outside. I have not run in YEARS -- by years I mean, probably high school! (20ish years) P I T I F U L -- the cold air was a shock to my lungs, my legs were like jelly from the squats -- I started at the back of the pack. This was difficult for me... left behind, watching everyone off on a great pace, and I was struggling just to look like I was jogging. I made it to Martins and the jog turned into a walk... now everyone had made the turn and were headed back to the finish line, I hadn't even found the half way point! I round the corner and see the half way point... my lungs were talking back, the cough was coming on. I made the turn and headed back to the finish line. I see the girls running back from the finish line... they came back for me... I picked up my walking pace. (Tears are falling as I write this.) They encouraged me and asked if I thought I could jog it out to the finish line... I pushed through my mental hurtle and I jogged the rest of the way to the finish line, with the girls at my side cheering me on. I was dead last, but at the same time... I finished 1/2 a mile in under 8 minutes -- that in itself is an accomplishment for me. It probably looked weak and pathetic to the faster runners who were probably wanting to curse me for taking so long, but just 2 years ago, I couldn't walk a mile in 16 minutes! For me, this run, while painful and intimidating, showed me that I CAN accomplish big things!
At the end of our class, we took pictures. I had mine taking in my sportsbra tank and my yoga pants. I'm going to try and get a copy of the picture from Rachel so that I can post it here for you all to see. It is NOT pretty, by any stretch of anyone's imagination!
I felt really weak at the end of class. Lots of coughing. The drive home was tough, my foot was shaking as I pressed the gas pedal. Today was ONLY the assessment, the workout comes on Thursday. I'm scared!!! I better remember my food journal or we have to do FIFTY push ups!!!
Surprisingly, I'm not ready to go lay in my bed and take a nap. I've gotten Caity ready for the day, fixed breakfast for two of the kiddos, and I'll fix the other two and I some breakfast shortly. I'm definitely hungry, even after having a banana and a mini luna bar on the way to the treehouse. I am sure I'll be ready for bed early tonight. Let's hope work is light this evening, so that I can climb right in my bed and rest up.
If anyone wants to meet up tomorrow for an hour walk or something cardio, let me know! I have to do at least 3 hours of cardio on my own, outside of class each week. Walking counts!!! Tennis counts, TOO, so if anyone wants to play tennis, let me know!
On the way home from treehouse, I had some fun encounters with nature. A beautiful albino squirrel crossed in front of my car. And then when I turned into my neighborhood, a big deer was standing in the middle of the street watching me. I slowed down and let her know she was in no danger. She looked back behind her and then 3 or 4 more deer came out onto the street with her and then they darted off into the woods. So beautiful!
So, I survived day 1. Thanks for your prayers, your encouragement and your support! I know I cannot do this alone.
OK so, do I post the weight or not? I don't know.
Inches: I've already forgotten... good thing they are written down! (but the paper stays at the treehouse)
SO, fitness assessment was pitiful! I want to cry just thinking about how horribly I did. I know part of it is due to my lowered ability to breathe (bronchitis is lingering), but most of it is due to my lack of training in the past 5 years. ZERO sit ups. ZERO push ups (we weren't allowed to do girlie style). 27 squats (my favorite, but killed my legs for the run). 27 bicep curls. Held my plank for 16 seconds (probably could have gone longer, but breathing was an issue). Held my side bridge for 10 seconds -- stupid me, I did it on my LEFT, should have gone on my right as it is my stronger side!
THEN came the run. 1/2 a mile -- outside. I have not run in YEARS -- by years I mean, probably high school! (20ish years) P I T I F U L -- the cold air was a shock to my lungs, my legs were like jelly from the squats -- I started at the back of the pack. This was difficult for me... left behind, watching everyone off on a great pace, and I was struggling just to look like I was jogging. I made it to Martins and the jog turned into a walk... now everyone had made the turn and were headed back to the finish line, I hadn't even found the half way point! I round the corner and see the half way point... my lungs were talking back, the cough was coming on. I made the turn and headed back to the finish line. I see the girls running back from the finish line... they came back for me... I picked up my walking pace. (Tears are falling as I write this.) They encouraged me and asked if I thought I could jog it out to the finish line... I pushed through my mental hurtle and I jogged the rest of the way to the finish line, with the girls at my side cheering me on. I was dead last, but at the same time... I finished 1/2 a mile in under 8 minutes -- that in itself is an accomplishment for me. It probably looked weak and pathetic to the faster runners who were probably wanting to curse me for taking so long, but just 2 years ago, I couldn't walk a mile in 16 minutes! For me, this run, while painful and intimidating, showed me that I CAN accomplish big things!
At the end of our class, we took pictures. I had mine taking in my sportsbra tank and my yoga pants. I'm going to try and get a copy of the picture from Rachel so that I can post it here for you all to see. It is NOT pretty, by any stretch of anyone's imagination!
I felt really weak at the end of class. Lots of coughing. The drive home was tough, my foot was shaking as I pressed the gas pedal. Today was ONLY the assessment, the workout comes on Thursday. I'm scared!!! I better remember my food journal or we have to do FIFTY push ups!!!
Surprisingly, I'm not ready to go lay in my bed and take a nap. I've gotten Caity ready for the day, fixed breakfast for two of the kiddos, and I'll fix the other two and I some breakfast shortly. I'm definitely hungry, even after having a banana and a mini luna bar on the way to the treehouse. I am sure I'll be ready for bed early tonight. Let's hope work is light this evening, so that I can climb right in my bed and rest up.
If anyone wants to meet up tomorrow for an hour walk or something cardio, let me know! I have to do at least 3 hours of cardio on my own, outside of class each week. Walking counts!!! Tennis counts, TOO, so if anyone wants to play tennis, let me know!
On the way home from treehouse, I had some fun encounters with nature. A beautiful albino squirrel crossed in front of my car. And then when I turned into my neighborhood, a big deer was standing in the middle of the street watching me. I slowed down and let her know she was in no danger. She looked back behind her and then 3 or 4 more deer came out onto the street with her and then they darted off into the woods. So beautiful!
So, I survived day 1. Thanks for your prayers, your encouragement and your support! I know I cannot do this alone.
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